[ Genji shrugs. ]

I think it is less about controlling time, and more about... existing on another plane entirely. I do not know. I'm not a scientist.

[ Ah, that look... the expression Genji has right then is unbelievably tender. He's missed that face, truthfully.

He laughs again. And reaches up behind his head to undo the airlock on his helmet. He takes the entire thing off this time, grinning a little at his brother. ]

Not really, no. If I'm being honest.

[ His voice is hoarser without the helmet and his roots are terrible, but he has the same wispy gray at his temples like Hanzo. ]